Come on Daddy novel (Bright and Rose) novel Chapter 56

In the morning, the sun climbed up slowly, its rays spread in a mystifying and beautiful manner.

Rose couldn't sleep and got up extra early to make breakfast.

Bright always woke up early by habit; he wore a white shirt and was in good spirits. It felt like ages since he last had such a restful night’s sleep.

"Morning." He smiled and greeted Rose.

Rose had dark circles under her eyes, and she was in no mood to pay attention to him.

She put breakfast on the dining table, then went to Doris's room to wake her up.

As Rose led Doris to the dining room, Bright already sat down at the table, studying breakfast.

"Morning, Uncle Handsome." Doris climbed onto a chair by herself.

"Morning, sweety." Bright smiled lightly, then pointed to a round cake on the plate. "What is this?"

"That's my mom’s pumpkin pie; it's delicious." Doris picked one up and took a bite, with a very satisfied expression.

"Then I have to taste it." Bright picked up a fork and was about to pick up a piece.

Rose reached out and took away the plate before him; she sat next to Doris and said, "Mr. Lee, we only have some odds and ends for breakfast; I'm afraid it’s not to your liking, so I didn't make you breakfast. This is my breakfast."

Bright looked at the emptiness in front of him, then squinted his eyebrows at Rose.

"Doris, hurry up and eat breakfast, otherwise we’ll be late." Rose urged, hoping Doris would also ignore Bright.

But Doris pushed her plate towards Bright. Due to her short hands, the plate only reached halfway between the two of them, "Uncle Handsome, I’ll share my breakfast with you."

"You are a growing child, eat up." Rose said.

"But Uncle would go hungry without breakfast. Wouldn’t it be better if we both shared a little with him?" Doris suggested.

"..." Rose started to eat, "He’s an adult; he’ll figure something out. Besides, he only eats expensive seafood abalone porridge... He’s not used to our breakfast."

Bright scooped up a piece of pumpkin pie on the plate, "Let me just take one."

"Really?" Doris asked.

"Of course. Uncle's assistant will prepare breakfast." Bright didn't want to compete with Doris for food.

After breakfast, Rose took her bag and walked out, and Bright followed.

Rose held Doris's hand, and Doris held Bright's hand. They looked like a family of three.

When they passed by some neighboring aunts, the aunts looked on in shock at Bright.

"Rose, is this your husband? He looks so handsome, much more handsome than my son." An aunt praised.

"Hello, ladies." Bright called out.

The old woman smiled from ear to ear, "If my son was as handsome as you, he’d already be married by now."

Rose’s lips jerked; is this mother really related to her son?

"Rose, you’re quite blessed."

"Right, right; it would be nice if my daughter could also find such a good husband."

"Boy, do you have any brothers in your family? Introduce one to my daughter."

"I do; he’s a freshman in college this year. How old is your daughter?"

"My daughter’s twenty-four..."

"My brother is only eighteen..."